Title: Books Burn, God Weeps

Author: Omichan (freesia_kitten@otakumail.com)               

Rating: PG

Warnings: Farfie. And Schu. That's enough.

Spoilers: Nuuuu

Disclaimers: I own…no one. T-T

Archive: Where ever, so long as you tell me.

Notes: Heee~ My girlfriend told me to call it this. . I hate coming up with titles. ^^;

Dedicated to: Mah Aya-beibii. I love you. ^^

Books Burn, God Weeps

"Psst, Farfie… He's got another one."

"Heh? Oh…" A single golden eye lit up in something resembling joy, "This is the biggest one, isn't it?"

A lazy grin spread over pale lips, "Yup. And he's just finished with it."

"Ok then. Tonight, when he's asleep…"

Green eyes twinkled mischievously, "Sou. Well then," He slipped a long arm around a slim waist, "Lets go see if we can't entertain ourselves til then, na?"

The door swung open, revealing a small, sleeping form. Two figures slipped in, unknown to the original occupant.

//There it is, on the nightstand next to his bed. I've already got the wine and the fire is going. All we need is…//

//Wakatta.// One figure crept silently across the room and retrieved a large rectangular object from the bedside table. //Shall we?//

//Love to, Leibe.// on bare feet they left as silently as they had come. The taller one lead the way to a fire burning brightly in the living room fireplace. "Hmm, shall we have sex now or later?"

"Burn now, sex later." He sat in front of the fire, coveted package in his lap. "Schu, sit."

Schuldich laughed, obeying his lover, "Yes, Master." his sarcasm was not lost on the Irish man. He poured two glasses of the red wine that he'd set out earlier and handed one to Farfarello, "Go ahead. You first."

Farfarello's eye sparkled in the firelight, "Hontou ni?" he opened the cover and carefully ripped several pages from the book they had stolen. Ceremoniously he placed them into the fire, delight shining in his eye as they crackled and burned.

"Happy now, Farfie-chan? You know Bradley will have a fit once Nagi tells him we burned his new book."

A slow smile spread over pale features as he continued to gleefully fuel the flames, "Killing Harry Potter hurts Nagi."

Owari!

v.1.0: 11.26.01

v.2.0: 9.27.02

Heee…don't get me wong; I like Nagi. And I like Harry Potter, too. But my Aya doesn't, so I wrote this for her. ^^;

You may flame now. ^^